*Update 9/11* Bridget collapsed to the floor. She left her mind wandering. She had to gather her thoughts because they were so unorganized. 31 days ,she thought. First of all, she only knew they were in brazil! She didn't know anything about where in Brazil! She pulled herself up, running her hand through her hair. She felt woozy and quickly made her way to the couch. She felt tears rolling down her cheek and before she knew it she was sobbing uncontrollably. Bridget didn't notice the light, timid knocks on the door. "Hello? Is anybody there?", a voice called from outside. Bridget rose, not bothering to wipe the tears from her face. She opened the door. There, standing in her door, was a boy she quickly realized. Matt . She sighed and smiled. Matt had been her best friend since second grade. He reminded her of herself sometimes, with his long dark hair and hazel eyes. She looked him over. He was wearing his usual, a black shirt and dark basketball shorts. She noticed he was sagging again and she couldn't help but yank them up. "Hey now!", He complained. His eyes were trained on me. She quickly wiped her face, leaving her face blotchy and red. "Aw Bridget. What happened?!", he said, still watching her. And with that, she started sobbing again. Matt's eyes bulged for a second, then he pulled Bridget back on to the couch, putting his long arms around her. She cradled herself up against his chest, letting her emotions take the best of her. They stayed this way for an hour or so, neither one feeling uncomfortable, but way better than they had felt before.
*Update 9/14/11* Bridget finally sat up. She looked at Matt. He was looking at her. She could feel it, maybe...just maybe there was something between them two. Not the friendship they had always had, no, something stronger. As she looked into his eyes, she knew he felt it to. "Bridget...there's been something I've wanted to tell you.", Matt said, looking down suddenly. "I..." Before Matt could finish his thoughts, Bridget had her lips pressed against his, wanting this moment to never end. She felt his hand wrapping around hers, his hand so warm. And when she finally pulled away, Matt's eyes were glued to her. She felt her cheeks getting warm and red. "Matt....I love you.", she mumbled. What if he doesn't feel the same way? What if I'm just making a fool of myself...a joke? , she thought. She looked at Matt, who's cheeks were just as red as hers. "Bridget..I love you too. And I always have.", He said. "You just never noticed." She thought of the countless times he had attempted to hold her hand or put his arm around her, but she had always shrugged it off. "If you really love me, will you help me find my parents?", She asked. She waited for his response. "Yes."